WARNINGS: this might be dark and depressed but usually my stories are like that, also mentions of suicide,
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I was currently sitting on my bed, doing my Chemistry homework. I couldn't focus though, which was weird since I am a straight-A student. Soft music playing in the background as I tried to focus myself on one equation. I tapped my pen against my wooden desk until May called me into the kitchen. "Peter!" She shouted loud enough for me to hear, disturbing the neighbors probably. "Yeah?!" I yelled back. "Can you order some Thai for tonight? I burned the turkey!" She said. I chuckled a little at my aunt. "Okay!" I simply replied and opened my phone to order some Thai food.
When I opened my phone, I see a text pop up from my lovely girlfriend, Y/N. I smile to myself as I was thinking about how lucky I am to have her even in my life. Let alone, be my girlfriend.
Y/N 💗✨: Hey Pete ☺️ I just wanted to ask if you were doing okay 🥺
Peter 💙🌙: I'm doing great 🥰 Hbu?
Y/N💗✨: Mostly bored, but okay. I just miss you <33
Peter 💙🌙: You're so cute and I miss you too, even though we live in the same building 😎💜
Y/N💗✨: My mom's being annoying atm. Not letting me see you, but that's okay. I don't want to get in anymore fights with her...
Peter 💙🌙: I understand 😗
I closed Whatsapp and opened up my browser to order food.
*Y/Ns POV*
I put my phone down. Bored out of my mind. My mom was busy with her Tinder dates, instead of actually cooking me something. My stomach growling of hunger. I wish my mom would just let me go over to Peters. She's not even talking to me at the moment, so why would she care. I groan and sit up. One more time. I'll try again. Maybe she'll let me go if I ask nicely.
You know, me and my mother don't have the best relationship. She usually either yells at me or ignores me. She's always busy hooking up with other men, which is why I never knew who my real father was. My mother always tells me that she regretted keeping me. Oh well. What can you do about it. It's not like I don't care, I do... too much actually, I just don't want to waste my time on someone who won't ever love me.
Before I met Peter, my life was hell. I felt so unloved to the point I wanted to kill myself. It wasn't fun, not at all. Peter made my life so much better though. He was like the only thing that could keep me safe from all the monsters that were in my head. (WhAt iF i'M tHe mOnsTeEeeEeeEerr). He was the only light I had in my dark space, the only helping hand I've ever had. I love him. The only person I've ever truly loved was Peter Benjamin Parker.
My feet pacing down the small hallway as my thoughts were snapped away by a loud laugh coming from my mums bedroom. The door was open slightly, so i peeked through to see my mom with another man I've never seen. They were drinking vodka on the floor. This got me pissed. She could have 3 million guys at our apartment but I couldn't even see my boyfriend?
I slammed the door open with a beyond mad look on my face. My mother looks at me sternly while getting up drunkly and walking towards me. "I can't see my boyfriend but you can hook up with a stranger from online?!!" I yelled at her. She didn't respond but only kept a cold stare on her face. "Get the fuck out!" She started to raise her voice. The man stared blankly at both of us. "I thought you said no one was here-" "She is no one," My mom growled through her teeth. "You're such an asshole!" I shouted at her. She stood in front of me now. Raising her hand, to only slap it across my face. "Don't you ever disturb me again!? DO YOU HEAR ME BITCH?!" She pushed me against the wall and slammed the door. My hand on my cheek as it burned.
I silently cried and let tears fall down my cheek. I stood up weakly and grabbed my keys. I opened the front door to only lock it once I was outside. I went towards the elevator to press the button. I waited for a few seconds before the elevator dinged. The doors opened to reveal a man in a fast food uniform. He saw my blotchy eyes and tears. I quickly wiped them away. He had Thai in his hands. "Those are probably for Peter Parker, right?" I said with a broken but soft tone in my voice. The delivery guy nodded, concern plastered all over his face.
*Narrator's POV*
"I'm heading off to him. Can I bring it?" You ask politely. The man just hands it to you and sighs. The elevator dings again and you step out. "I hope you get through whatever you're going through," The man said, before you left. You gave him a shy smile and walked off. Knocking on the door a few times, you hear a faint 'coming' from the other side of the door. The door opens swiftly to reveal a handsome, young boy known as Peter Parker standing at the door. His face drops immediately when he sees the state you're in. "Order #1936 for Peter Parker?" You say softly, forcing a smile onto your face. Peter let's you inside and you place all the food onto the kitchen counter.
"Oh angel, come here," He said before he embraced you tightly. You started to let all your emotions out as you sob into Peters shoulder. May walks in to see her nephew hugging his girlfriend who is clearly broken. May leaves them be and goes back to her room. Peter slowly let's go of you and guides you into his room. He closes the door behind him while you sit down on his bed. Peter sits next to you and hugs you again. His shirt getting wet by your salty tears.
"Again?" Peter mumbled softly while soothing you by stroking your hair. You just nod and cry. Peter sighs. You grip onto his shirt tightly, wanting him to never let go and just stay like this forever. "I feel like such an idiot," You sob loudly. Peters eyes widen a bit. "Why?" He asked confused. "B-Because I— I don't know... I just— I feel like I wasn't even meant to be born," You wipe away your tears and sniff your nose. "I- I'm a mistake. I know that. My mom never wanted me and that's why she treats me like shit," Tears were still forming in your eyes and rolling down your cheeks. "Y-You're not a mista-" Peter tries to convince you, but you cut him off. "Yes. I was. You can't deny that. My mother got me on accident. She never wanted me. Meaning I am a mistake," You started to get frustrated but you were too sad to get angry. Peters eyes started getting glossy, but he kept himself in.
"You're the best mistake ever then," Peter says. "You have made my life so, so, so much better without you even trying. Just one smile of yours could make my whole week amazing. One chuckle could make me smile for the rest of the day. Just you being you makes me happy. A-and I love you. I love you so goddamn much. Your mother must've been hit by two lightsabers in her eyes because I can't see why someone could ever not love you," Peter was holding you closer than before. His words were the only thing that could make your heart flutter. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me,"
That was the sentence that convinced you that you did have a purpose in life. You just wanted to bring happiness to others. You wanted to make people smile and laugh. You wanted to give to the people. You were so thankful to have Peter Parker in your life.
"I love you too Peter"
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